Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Chapter 579

Chapter 579

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Zina pulled into a parking spot, grabbed her purse, and got out of the car.

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“Oh, so many choices. Which one should I try first?” Zina murmured. Her eyes darted around the bustling street, overwhelmed by the sights. There were so many delicious snacks.

Entering the street, Zina felt like a kid in a candy store.

The nearest was the dessert shop. Zina walked over. “Sir, mashed taro cake-double taro filling and double the crispy buttery crust.”

Money was no object for Zina. She ordered whatever looked delicious.

“Coming right up. For here or to go?” The owner set down his phone, slipped on gloves, and got right to work

at once.

“To go,” Zina said. She still wanted to try more snacks, so she wasn’t planning to eat here.

“Here you go. Enjoy,” the young owner said as he swiftly finished, packed it up, looked up, and handed it to Zina.

But as he looked into Zina’s eyes, for some reason, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she looked familiar.

“Thank you,” Zina said, taking it. She gave a faint smile and walked away.

The young owner stared into her eyes, then hastily pulled out his phone to check the dedicated tip line set up by the Perkins Group.

He studied the beautiful, delicate face displayed on his screen, carefully examining those eyes, then mentally compared them to Zina’s eyes he had just seen.

The notice stated a reward of 30 thousand dollars for any informant providing valid leads.

He looked up and scanned the crowd ahead, but Zina was already gone. No matter how hard he tried to spot her, she had vanished into the sea of people,

The young man glanced at the 30-thousand-dollar reward on his phone, his eyes filled with hesitation and temptation.

When the Perkins Group first posted the link, they were flooded with tens of thousands of calls every day, prompting them to set up a dedicated information collection team.

But after four years of chasing false leads and with Yannis narrowly escaping danger twice, the group tightened its vetting requirements.

Deliberately fabricating leads for financial gain would result in legal consequences.

get away with it, but after a couple of crackdowns, they realized

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interface, torn between hesitation and temptation. Those eyes really did look just like the ones

opened his contacts and dialed the

collected their luggage as he and Yannis returned from a

He pulled it out, and an unknown number flashed on the

been ages since anyone had called this number,

years, the calls had dwindled. Now, they might get one every couple of weeks, if that. But every single

detached gaze flicking toward the phone in Toby’s hand. He knew this particular phone was dedicated solely to leads

trip was prompted by people from a poor region who contacted them, claiming to have seen someone

Yannis heard, he dropped everything and went. But after a few days there, they realized the villagers

was searching for Zinnia, so the villagers summoned the courage to call. They claimed there

they arrived, the villagers

them just

would send people to help improve the area did

about Zinnia; they

of thing had happened more times than he could count. There was always someone coming up with new excuses to deceive Yannis into going

the trip, and every single time, promise to help improve the

Zinnia ever really ends up in the

it was true or not, as long as the request wasn’t malicious, Yannis would always

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money. He had more

Zinnia really was suffering in those harsh conditions, he would never forgive himself. So he treated it as a way

just two things,

phone kept

said, his voice flat. After countless cycles of hope followed by

looked at Yannis’ stern, exhausted face and sighed inwardly. He answered

exactly like the person in your photo. N-no, wait- the young

face hardened. “Do you know

too many calls like this; just from the guy’s

misspoke. Not exactly alike, just her

was wearing a face mask, so he couldn’t see what

in a flat, routine tone, “How similar? What does she look like?

faded, the young man gradually calmed down and began